“Sounds a bit difficult,” mused Dan. “What class are you in?”
“Third,” answered Tubby.
“Oh, then you really don’t know very much about it from experience, do you?” asked Dan carelessly. Jake was at a loss for a moment, but Tubby came to his assistance.
“He’s heard plenty of fellows talk about it, I guess. Jake’s been here two years.”
“I see. Still, maybe you fellows are more scared than you need be. I shall try for the Third, anyway.”
“Well, don’t say we didn’t warn you,” said Tubby irritably.
“No, and I’m much obliged to you.”
“Don’t mention it,” answered Jake sweetly. But Dan didn’t like his tone. They talked for awhile longer desultorily. Dan tried to learn something about football at the school, for he meant to try for the team, but neither Tubby nor Jake seemed to be the least bit interested in the game.
“One thing’s sure, though,” said Tubby, “and that is that we will get licked again this year just as we did last.”
“How’s that?” Dan inquired.